My Life

I feel like, fuckin' tearing up fam, I feel like, bro

 Bro

 I am

 Like, my fuckin' ****, man

 Mom's life, bro

 Thank God I met you, man, bro

 Swear to God, bro

 Let me tell you about my life

 Big up, you ain't crazy

 Yeah, yeah

 Let me tell you about my life

 Fourteen steps in a Bandol kit, he's high as a kite

 Fifteen up in Bognor Regis, I ain't coming home tonight

 I took all my mother's kitchen knives

 Sixteen, I got kidnapped, pray to God that now I almost died

 When I sleep, all I see is guns and knives

 I might take somebody's son tonight

 Remember when I pressed that baby nine

 Incarceration, none of my friends wanna call my line

 Soul search, two phones, boy, that got me extra time

 When I used to trap in Cambridge, felt like Pablo in his prime

 I'm just talking bout my life, but I'm running out of time

 Prison on my 18th birthday, my stomach's feeling light

 My right hand robbed me from my whole stack, my pockets are feeling tight

 Best stabbing that I ever done, something wasn't feeling right

 Cardiff city, took the train, but I should've took a flight

 I'm talking my life, I'm talking my life

 Second stabbing that I done, boy, I almost took his life

 I'm talking my life, I'm talking my life

 All the shit I've been through, you can see that shit in my eyes

 Yeah, you can see that shit in my eyes

 Can't lie, sometimes I talk to God and I cry

 I took his gun and made it my band, my band

 Any n***a test me, boy, it's fright night

 Let me tell you about my life

 Fourteen steps in a Bandol kit, he's high as a kite

 Fifteen up in Bognor Regis, I ain't coming home tonight

 I took all my mother's kitchen knives

 Sixteen, I got kidnapped, pray to God that now I almost died

 When I sleep, all I see is guns and knives

 I might take somebody's son tonight

 Remember when I pressed that baby nine

 Most of my fans don't know about this story, but they will tonight

 Bandol got too hot, I trap out caravans like Walter White

 Nineteen, I came home, felt like I'm losing my mind

 Turned 20, had a son, and I'm still risking my life

 Twenty-one with two guns, tryna pattern girls to her